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Volume 1 The Swordsman Chapter 615 Return to Zhongnan

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    "Then who knows? Maybe someone is helping secretly." The person who spoke before heard someone questioning and said again.  Hearing this, many people nodded.  The old man said: "It should be so. It's just such a secret matter. How can outsiders know the details?" As he said that, he glanced at the middle-aged man who told the story and sighed: "I miss that Mu Lingzi."  In just over ten years, the Kongtong sect has declined like this, which is really a pity.¡± ¡°Yes, the Kongtong sect is a major sect after all, and they will not let it go after being humiliated. I hope it will not be because of the differences between the two sects.  It would be better if the dispute disrupted the great cause of the Northern Expedition." Everyone sighed.  Now that Xiangyang has returned, everyone is waiting for the Ming army to go north to expel Meng Yuan. Of course, they don't want to see another dispute in the rivers and lakes.  "Nan Nan Nan, this demon sect was originally a branch of the Ming sect. It was only called the demon sect by the world because of its many evil deeds and disobedience to King Ming's discipline. When Yang Tian was around, the demon sect was still able to fight back with all their strength under his restraint.  Yuan, but since his sudden death, no one can restrain those villains. Not only the Kongtong sect, but also the Shaolin sect, the Emei sect and the Demon sect also have Liang Zi, and the Kunlun sect and the Demon sect are in the same Western Region and are at odds with each other.  There is even more discord, and I heard that the sudden death of Shaoxia Bai from the Huashan Sect a few days ago seems to be related to the Demon Sect. I am afraid that the war between the Kongtong Sect and the Demon Sect will be a battle between good and evil.  It¡¯s a big battle. Even the Ming Cult under King Ming¡¯s throne might also be involved.¡± While everyone was discussing, a Taoist priest with a long beard suddenly said.  This man and several Taoist priests also wearing Taoist robes arrived at the teahouse at some unknown time and intervened in the conversation.  "When did Bai Shaoxia of Huashan Sect die suddenly?" After hearing what Taoist Changxu said, the middle-aged man who spoke before said in shock.  "Bai Shaoxia is the leader of the younger generation of the Huashan sect, and he may take charge of the Huashan sect in the future. With such a high status in martial arts, how dare the Demon Sect harm him at this time?" Seeing everyone looking at him.  The man seemed to realize that his reaction was too great and added.  The long-bearded Taoist priest gave him a thoughtful look.  Said: "Who knows? Pindao and the other brothers have just learned about this matter. This time they came down the mountain and were ordered to go to Huashan Mountain to help investigate this matter. I hope that Bai Shaoxia's matter will not be done by the Demon Cult, otherwise,  I'm afraid the world will be troubled." Although the Beidou Sword Sect, the Huashan Sect, and the Wudang Sect belong to three different sects, they can be said to come from the same origin, and they are also connected with the same spirit in the world.  This time, the shadow of the Demon Sect appeared in Bai Yuan's sudden death. The Huashan Sect was shocked and immediately notified the Beidou Sword Sect and Wudang Sect, inviting people from the two sects to come to help.  "I hope so, I hope so" the middle-aged man saw this.  murmured.  Then I chatted with him and everyone for a few more words. Seeing that there was nothing else to do, I found an excuse and left the place.  Seeing the middle-aged man leaving, a person next to the long-bearded Taoist whispered: "Senior brother, this man seems to be a member of the Demon Cult. Do you want to?" He gestured, meaning whether to keep this man.  Huashan Mountain is not far from Zhongnan Mountain, and this man appeared in Zhongnan Mountain.  It was most likely related to Bai Yuan's murder, and this Taoist thought the same.  The long-bearded Taoist priest frowned, moved his lips slightly, and said in a low voice: "This man's inner robe is embroidered with flames. He is indeed a member of the Demon Cult, but his expression when he heard that Master Nephew Bai was killed just now doesn't seem to be fake. It seems  I really don¡¯t know about this. I¡¯m afraid there¡¯s something fishy about the sudden death of Master Bai. Now that the Northern Expedition is approaching, it¡¯s really not appropriate for us and the righteous martial arts to have another dispute with the demon sect. What¡¯s more, it¡¯s better to have less trouble.¡±  He paused for a moment and then said: "What's more, there is a senior from the teaching here waiting for me to see him." As he said that, he stood up suddenly.  He turned to the direction of the old man and said loudly: "Qian" He just started to speak, but stopped again.  All the Taoists looked together and saw that the place where the old man who had asked the question was empty except for the tea bowls still full on the table. It was as if the Taoist priest with white beard and hair had never appeared before.  Seeing this, everyone was surprised.  Seeing the strange behavior of these people, the bystanders also looked over and started talking about this scene.  But when they were asked to recall when the old man left or even when he came in, no one had the slightest impression. No one could even tell his face clearly. It seemed that he appeared and disappeared out of thin air.  "That Taoist priest seems familiar, he should be a senior of our sect," one of the Taoists said.  "It should be so," said the long-bearded Taoist priest.  He felt familiar just now, so he wanted to lead everyone to meet him. However, when he thought about it carefully, he felt that the person's face was vague, as if he had made a mistake, so he was a little unsure.  After thinking for a while, seeing that everyone was a little confused but still unable to explain clearly, the long-bearded Taoist priest had no choice but to send a message to the mountain and headed towards Huashan Mountain with the group of Taoists.  The old Taoist in the teahouse is naturally Fang Zhixing.  He has never appeared in the world again since he made a big fuss with Zhang Junbao fifty years ago.  In addition to studying the ways of heaven and man, he and Li Mochou either share the joy of family life or travel around the world together. Even if Guo Jing and Guo PoluThe two of them did not participate in such a major event as the Japanese counterattack on Lin'an.  More than ten years ago, the divine eagle finally passed away. The two of them were so sad that they buried the divine eagle in the Shendiao Valley according to its wishes before its death. Then they returned to Chixia Village together to spend time in the place where they first lived.  After the last few years.  A few years ago, Li Mochou passed away quietly, and Fang Zhixing lived alone in the village for a few more years before he came out. He wanted to see his old friend again while he was still alive and fulfill his last wish.  Ignoring the commotion in the world, Fang Zhixing left the teahouse and walked towards Zhongnan Mountain.  Looking at the seemingly familiar scenery, he seemed to think of the time when he came to apprentice.  In the blink of an eye, more than a hundred years have passed, and things and people on Zhongnan Mountain have long since changed. Most of the people and things that were familiar back then have no traces anymore.  "Taoist Priest, are you from Kaiyang Palace? Why have I never seen you before?" Standing in front of the old site of Hao Datong's residence, Fang Zhixing was thinking about it when he suddenly heard a voice.  When he heard the sound, he saw a teenage Taoist boy looking at him and asking cautiously.  "Kaiyang Palace, yes, it's the Beidou Sword Sect now, haha" Fang Zhixing was slightly startled, then laughed.  As he spoke, he shook his head, looked at the Taoist boy's slightly puzzled eyes, and laughed at himself: "I'm old, I'm really old, and I actually start to like to reminisce, haha." With laughter, he turned towards the back mountain.  To be continued
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